Tessa Glasgow

Joined June 2021

29 stories

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35. Stay at home mom. Dark Poetess

IG: @deadofnightpoetry

My debut poetry collection, “Wildfire From Hell: Poetry and Prose,” is now available on Amazon.

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You Can’t Help Me
I’m not asking you To move these mountains for me. I’m just asking That you show up When there are mountains That I’m moving internally,
By Tessa Glasgow 3 years ago in Poets
I am not a “before” photo
Get out of here With the notion That I live to change… That I must be unsatisfied With my life Because I don’t fit (literally)
By Tessa Glasgow 3 years ago in Poets
Want Me
I want you To want me, But I don’t want you To need me. I want you To have So many other things That make you happy.
By Tessa Glasgow 3 years ago in Poets
illegible heart
What if I told you The pages Of my heart Are illegible? That they’re cemented together With a crimson epoxy Formulated by the grief
By Tessa Glasgow 3 years ago in Poets
Misguided Ghost
I wanted to blame you For the collapsing waves Crashing inside of me… For the misguided ghost Left in the echoes Of my concaved hope.
By Tessa Glasgow 3 years ago in Poets
Indistinguishable Being
My spine is twisted And compacted Into a fraction Of what I used to be… Posture constricted And restricted By the self-treachery
By Tessa Glasgow 3 years ago in Poets
Reaper of Dismay
I know what it’s like To be kissed by death, To die slowly everyday Under the guise Of its sugar contrived lies. To be wrapped
By Tessa Glasgow 3 years ago in Poets
When Twilight Bleeds
When twilight bleeds An ombré red That weeps At the horizon’s seam, It really feels like The sky is crying Just for me.
By Tessa Glasgow 3 years ago in Poets
The Mirror’s Echo
It doesn’t sit well In my stomach… The way you look Back at me With uninspired eyes. With a matte gaze That somehow reflects
By Tessa Glasgow 3 years ago in Poets
Somewhere In-between
I know what it’s like To be an afterthought, To be living In the shadows Of someone else’s life… To be fed The leftovers of love
By Tessa Glasgow 3 years ago in Poets
Inner Peace
I’ve never found Inner peace In complacency…. In sitting back And doing nothing When faced with an injustice. Folded arm apathy,
By Tessa Glasgow 3 years ago in Poets
Rivers Erode
You say we’re family As if that should mean Something to me, But I recognize manipulation Even when it’s hidden In a sugar-coated apology.
By Tessa Glasgow 3 years ago in Poets

Tessa Glasgow

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You Can’t Help Me

I am not a “before” photo

Want Me

illegible heart

Misguided Ghost

Indistinguishable Being

Reaper of Dismay

When Twilight Bleeds

The Mirror’s Echo

Somewhere In-between

Inner Peace

Rivers Erode

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